Ready Stead Gout
And we're off...it's Bowden Calling but this time Pete was host, fresh from his jaunt to the cardiac recovery unit. Dan continued working towards his dream to become to the world's greatest offal glacier (apparently the name for a professional ice cream maker as opposed to a mountain of ice) with great gusto. Pete got to grips with some trotters and oxtail and Joby brought some Icelandic sheep's blood black pudding and a virtual reality headset. Jock brought whiskey and lemoncello...
Chefs: Pete, Dan and Joby.
Members present: Simon, Jason, Howie, Dan, Pete, Joby, Adam, Jock, Tom.
|And Dinner is served|
Candied Pecan Bacon Popcorn
Blóðmör (Icelandic sheep’s blood black pudding), Abernathy smoked butter, Beetroot, Sour cream, Horseradish and Dill on Baltic Ryebread.
Pea and Pig's Trotter Soup.
and a crackling intercourse.
Although the crackling was intended to adorn the soup, a certain amount of wine ensured it was served a little later with a mighty Crunch.
Jamaican Oxtail and Chili.
|that's some sweaty chili|
Tarte aux Abricots and Foie Gras Ice Cream.
Post-prandial Entertainment: Virtuoffal Reality
The Evening's Imbibement:
You need to remove this from me.
I've always fancied you Jock.
We need to get a little offal gong to go with the gold cutlery.
It's like a bacon lucky dip.
Are you fingering the wine for a reason?
I've felched some pigs in my time.
I was disappearing down a pink tube and not for the first time.
It's a triangular mound of fury.
It's like pate ice cream.
Will you be offended if I leave the strawberries?
Anyone fancy 100 cubic feet of popcorn?